Memo 005: Pods

[prpl_assistant]

(After her conversations with Miss Ethelbert and the Captain, as well as her observations around town and the neighborhood, Miss Pauling quickly hurries back home and heads straight for the phone.)

Phone (filtered to the TF2 crew only)
Miss Pauling speaking here. This is urgent, are any of you around?

Action: around town with the BLU Medic(It's

Comments

[phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Somethin' wrong?

Phone: Filter

[prpl_assistant]

(She hesitates, but she has to check first whether he's been semi-droned or not.)

Sniper, how're you feeling today?

[bye_to_yer_head]

.. This a trick question? Th' same as normal I suppose. Why?

[prpl_assistant]

Good. Because something's wrong with the town. People are acting like drones, but they can still remember facts from their world, like super powers and planets. They also seem more likely to make very cutting remarks. I need to know whether you've seen any member of RED or BLU who're acting out of the ordinary.

[bye_to_yer_head]

People are doin' what now?

*Sniper sounds either tired or hungover.*

I haven't been out 'f th' house yet....

[prpl_assistant]

A lot of people have been droned Sniper, except that they still remember some facts about themselves that's inconsistent with the 1950s. It's not a proper droning. If you haven't been out of the house, I'd suggest that you quickly prepare yourself just in case. Do you still have the gun the RED Sniper gave you?

[bye_to_yer_head]

I .. what? Oh. No, Truckie has it, he's fixin' it fer me. An' my bows not quite finished. Bloody hell.

Jus' my luck.

[prpl_assistant]

...I'll meet you at your house. Don't go out yet, just wait for me, alright?

(And with that, the phone is hung up. Ten minutes later though, the BLU Sniper will be treated to the sight of the RED Sniper's camper pulling up to his front lawn, with Miss Pauling driving it. She gets off, and in her arms are two guns which she promptly passes to him,)

They're both for right-handed people, I'm afraid. But better them or nothing.

(Sniper's got a new rifle and a shotgun.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yea, I'm not.. goin' anywhere.

*She may notice that it takes him a few tries to hang up the phone. Before she gets there he staggers up to his room and tries to make himself look somewhat presentable and not like he was up for half the night drinking.

And then he has a moment where he thinks he might still be dead drunk. Because that is most certainly RED's camper driving up. He opens the door and looks out.*

You stole 'his camper?

*Oh hey, guns. Sweet.*

Much obliged to ya. So tell me more about what's goin' on here?

[prpl_assistant]

Given the situation, I think it's reasonable. I also did not steal it, I borrowed it

[bye_to_yer_head]

I wasn't home at 6:30.

*Yes he went to the bar straight after work.*

So they're droned but not? What makes 'em different than just themselves in a bad mood? I don't know that I wanna go shootin' my teammates without knowin' that there's a normal version of them around.

*He hesitates. Obviously it's no use to lie here, but he really wish he could.*

I moight 'ave. Why?

[prpl_assistant]

There was this weird broadcast at 6:30 that came up on everyone's TVs, warning about invaders from space who would be robbing graves, or something like that. And they're not droned; not entirely, or maybe they're not even the same person. I don't know. Whatever it is, they'll have the usual drone cheerfulness and chirpiness, but they'll make a few mean comments to you every now and then that's totally out of character for them. And if you did, can you still shoot this?

(Without a hint, she suddenly throws a tin can in the air.)

[bye_to_yer_head]

Invaders from space. Roight. Of course. Why wouldn't there be?

*He runs a hand over his face. He is just not awake enough for this. Drones and aliens and grave robbers it's all just too bizarre for his brain to process.*

So they act loike...

*In an instant he aims, fires and shoots that can right out of the air. It would take a lot of drinking for him to miss something the next morning. Especially only six or so feet away like this was.*

They act loike drones that are havin' bad days. Got it.

[prpl_assistant]

(She nods, satisfied.)

Good. Take the camper and go and check up on everyone else. This is a list of all their addresses.

All the best to you Sniper.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He eyes the camper for a moment.*

I'll jus' walk. You take it.

*There's something that seems just ... wrong about taking RED's camper like that. He sure as hell wouldn't want RED driving his van, he'll return the favor to his counterpart.*

I'll go hit up th' rest of th' teams an' see how they're all doin'. You make sure Medic doesn't get himself killed somehow.

[prpl_assistant]

Sniper, this isn't the time to get sentimental. The longer it takes for you to get from one place to another, the longer it is that your team mates and the RED ones are in danger. The RED Sniper might not like it, but I know he'd appreciate it if you did it to check up on his team mates. Especially the RED Engineer. (Yes, she knows about the RED Sniper's secret-but-not-so-secret mancrush on the Engineer.)

And I'm not worried about the Medic at all; I'm just worried he might lose his patience and just grab a random person of the street. I think this semi-drones still have their abilities and skills, so be careful if you meet any of them.